Category : Poems

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Hazily, I wake from rest;
To the gentle tugging at my breast.
The familiar flutter of your little tongue,
You've helped yourself, my little one.

Satisfied swallowing, a sound so dear.
This is why mummy keeps you near,
So barely a cry will you have to impart,
When your tiny mouth searches in the dark.

Not a "Supermum", Not "over and above",
It is your right to have this liquid love.
I promise to respect that right,
Even if it means some sleepless nights!

You've almost finished, I pull you close,
Those sleepy cuddles that I love the most.
Skin on skin, the feel of silk,
You're full of loving mama milk.